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I laugh more at his seriousness.
“Penny!” He growls out the word.
I exaggerate my moans, but the sound comes out wrong. It’s a forced moan, and then my voice cracks with the pleasure whipping through me. I sound like a dying animal.
Franklin covers my mouth with his hand. “For fuck’s sake, let the walls do the talking.” I love seeing this playful side of him. He rolls his hips as he thrusts harder and faster, and I let out the groans of all groans when I come right before him.
“Good girl,” he croaks as he comes hard, shudders, and then flops over me.
My door swings open, with Lily and Toby rushing into my room. “Penny, are you okay?”
I scream and fling myself off the side of the bed onto the floor, trying to grab the sheet to cover myself as I go. In a split second, the sheet is entangled around Franklin, and he falls with me.
We land on the carpet.
I’m relieved to be covered by the sheet, which is somehow wrapped around Franklin’s head. Only everything from his stomach down, including his glistening semi-hard dick, is on display. He struggles with the sheet until I whisper, “Don’t move.”
Lily and Toby’s eyes bulge like cartoon characters.
Lily’s face turns beet red. “Shit. Sorry. I thought you were having a fit or something.”
I smile innocently. “I’m okay. We’re okay.”
“We can see that,” Toby says, holding back his laughter.
They leave us, the door clicking shut.
Franklin wrestles with the sheet, and his face appears when the sheet falls away. He takes a deep breath as though I’m suffocating him.
“Is it safe?”
I burst out laughing with the image of him stuck in my head. “We’re good. They didn’t see much.”
He holds up one arm, fist clenched. “Winners.”
I can’t help it.
I’m laughing uncontrollably.
My Frankie.
I stop laughing and gaze into his eyes, with happiness filling my heart.
Then, without thinking, I blurt out, “I love you.”
* * *
Sittingat my favorite café in Santa Monica Beach, I stare at the froth on top of my coffee decorated with a cute heart. I take a sip and recap last night to Zara and Hugh. Hugh snorts as he laughs when I tell them how Franklin had all his bits exposed while his head was wrapped in a sheet.
“I wish I’d been there,” Zara says, gasping for breath. “Not that I want to see Franklin’s bits, but oh… to have been a fly on the wall.”
I laugh along with my friends until I say, “And then I told him I loved him.”
“What?” Zara laughs again, but her face changes in understanding about what I just said. “Did he say it back?”
I shake my head.
Hugh folds his arms and stares at me the same way when he gets all protective.
